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I'm sure everything in the way is a nice way to walk the path.

First the pigs, then the raccoons.

All human institutions are derived from the lowest value of human life. That we as a species writ large are reduced to individual contributions to a nebulous 'economy' that imagines a softdev on Snapchap worth legions more than the bloodied hands of the coffee providers 'so essential' to the comfort of the few is the modern Moloch.

The global balkanization of this project is monstrous. Time for the rest of the planet to get on my level.

Good thing that management is being exposaed for being little more than surveillance and data entry. Too bad it's going to be replaced with something that does all that better without the concept of meals or rest. Time to enjoy even more micromanagement from something that cannot ever not see you.

He's going to eat up as many resources he can. First is Media Matters, everyone else in grasp is next. what's $200B without some spending muscle. He's basically Bannon 2.0.

The creature feature of the week headlines don't help either. The dissolution is real, asking the same youths whose lives were indelibly marked by the unwillingness for gun control have a beef to settle. Words are cheap, the only amends are change.

The revolution will not be televised. Try and remember the reluctance of coverage for the BLM protests. Media shot itself in the foot by running full trump rallies in 2016 for whatever the reason was. If people remember, that's a good thing.

Poster above thinks the Iraq ear is a benchmark.

What is the goal of the American right? Eradication and control. What is the goal of the Israeli right?

Every seed in its place. Decades in the making.

If Hamas bothers you so much, war is where you lose yourself. War is where all dignity and hope dies. When all you have is an inch to protect evil loses meaning. There is no glory of victory, only the horror of subjugation.

Glizzy overload for a penny.

How's that porta potty home.

I mean it's my weekend. The fuck you do for a buck. In between johns?

It's almost 5am est. Don't you have shit to do?

I'm only a bully because your neck of the woods would marry civility over equity. The rest of us aren't so stupid.

Quelle suprice. The narrow american mind only thinks in in their gibberish inghlish. You know who has no problem talking to me? Real people. I'm gregarious as hell to the point of unnecessary criminal confession. Or is that the pretty privilege.

That's a part of life you'll never get back. What do you think the future should be?

5 minutes ago, Bacon said:

All of my grandparents are dead.

So are mine. At least I knew what they were about. Because I bothered asking.

Bitches can't write like I can so they resort to google. Granny probably knows the old words, give her a try.

4 minutes ago, Remarkableriots said:

Die Geschichte des Gamings war Wettbewerb. Aber Videospiele, die sich zu Haushaltsgeräten entwickelten, trugen insbesondere die Vorstellung mit sich, dass Einzelspieler einen Gehaltsscheck verdienten, der einem einsamen Sohn würdig sei. Und ähnlich wie die Streichung von Frauen in der Informatik löste dies eine Welle aus, bei der bestehende Verlierer zu stellvertretenden Lösungen ins Nichts gelockt wurden. Was haben wir also jetzt? Ist Wettbewerb giftig? Wann war es nicht? Stattdessen gibt es eine Generation ständiger Bettnässer, die lauthals behaupten, dass die Vydia-Geim-Dame nicht lebenslustig sei. Das klingt harmlos, wenn Gamergate nicht ein komisches Kraftwerk mörderischer Sitten in der Nachbarschaft wäre. Wenn der „Kampf“ gegen Aufständische für die letzte Ewigkeit nicht schon Lektion genug wäre. Aber seien wir ehrlich, Poon ist ein Preis. Und es gibt keinen Vydia-Dialog, der praktische Nutzlosigkeit beheben kann. Oh was? Du bist ein Normaler? Was werden all diese Todesfälle dann bedeuten? Um Kontakte zu knüpfen, muss man es nur versuchen. Auf eine Garantie zu warten, ist kein Weg, das Leben zu leben, aber zu viele scheinen allzu glücklich damit zu sein, darin zu waten. Ist der Quad-Stack beängstigend, weil „Gamer“ giftig sind? Oder hast du Angst vor dem Leben? Und wenn das Leben besser gemacht werden kann, warum ist das Spielen von Vydia Ihrer Meinung nach die Lösung?

ablublublu abla ingles

4 minutes ago, Bacon said:

No.

But I might be biased.

Wank it into your figma tank.

Bacon is a product of pig. A far more noble thing than dry slab of smoked leather.

The history of gaming has been competition. But videogames, developing into household devices specifically bore the the notion that single player was justified for a paycheque worthy of a lonely son. And much like the deletion of women in computing, rode a wave of enticing extant losers into vicarious solutions to nothing.

So what do we have now. Is competition toxic? When was it not? Instead there's a generation of perpetual bed wetters who cry fowl that vydia geim lady isn't fapable.

This sounds benign if gamergate wasn't a comical powerhouse of murderous mores in the neighbourhood. If 'fighting' insurgents for the last eternity wasn't enough of a lesson.

But let's be honest, poon is a prize. And there's no vydia dialogue that can remedy practical uselessness.

Oh what? You're a normal? What's will all these deaths then?

Socializing only takes trying. Waiting for a guarantee is no way to live life, but too many seem all too happy to wade in it.

Is the quad stack scary because 'gamers' are toxic? Or are you afraid of life?

And if life can be made better, why do you think playing vydia is the answer.